Chapter Five Hundred and Eighty-Nine Universal! Save! All! Live!
"I dare not be arrogant and do what I do for heaven, but I have only 22 kalpas to achieve the 99th return to the truth. This is what my Buddha said. Since the disaster is received by sentient beings, I should have a share of my Buddha. This is a matter of immeasurable merit. I also ask my Buddha to accept it with ease."
After the words came, Tang Sanzang stepped heavily, and the huge spider web-like patterns of the extremely strong Da Leiyin Temple cracked, and Tang Sanzang's body quickly headed towards the Buddha Tathagata.
"Jin Chanzi, since she has come here, I won't blame me."
The Buddha Tathagata and twenty true Buddhas all pinched the Buddha seals, and countless magical formations burst out in front of Tang Sanzang, accompanied by golden light, lotus, Sanskrit, and countless powers washed towards Tang Sanzang, and their power... could be called a destruction of the world.
However……
"In a small space, there is nothing that cannot be destroyed by the poor monk!"
Tang Sanzang waved his right hand and the muscles blocked by Su Bai Monk's robe exploded with infinite power, and the "light of the righteous way" enveloped him.
Perhaps, it is difficult to fight against twenty-one true Buddhas alone...
In the past, Tang Sanzang was content only to use his own strength 100% to match the true Buddha of the Tathagata Buddha.
But... I am already going westward to the last step, how can I retreat and hesitate?!
Since 100% power cannot be achieved, then 12% of the year, 15% of the year, 200% of the year!!!
If I could make the Buddhas that were shrouded in the rampant demon races by the monsters, then I would be able to disperse from now on...
All! Save! All! Live!
Never before, when Tang Sanzang swung his fist, his mind was so pure, as pure as the purest crystal in the world.
This punch must be won!
At this moment, Tang Sanzang seemed to hear the sound of blood flowing in his body. The muscles with incredible power erupted with infinite power and gathered on the fist, even reflecting the soul. Tang Sanzang saw that his soul was also sublimating. The fist that the soul swung out simultaneously, Yu'er was hovering on it, maintaining, helping, and roaring...
"boom!!!"
Since then... Da Leiyin Temple has no roof or pillars and beams, and only a flat ground is left.
"puff……"
The sound of vomiting blood clearly came into Tang Sanzang's ears in the aftermath of the roar, while Tang Sanzang walked step by step towards the twenty-one true Buddhas who spit out golden blood and had a haggard face.
"This place is not the Western Paradise that sentient beings yearn for..."
"Dongdongdongdongdong~"
"I'll ask all the Buddhas to go to the Western Paradise..."
"Dongdongdongdongdong~"
Step by step, accompanied by Tang Sanzang's footsteps like a dusk drum and morning bell, Tang Sanzang approached the twenty-one.
"Ha, Jin Chanzi..."
The Buddha of Tathagata barely sat upright and knew very well that Lingshan had been in a deep state of great disasters this time. The words of the Western Prosperity were either empty or the gods and Buddhas in the heavens were wrong.
Lingshan... may be destroyed in the hands of Jin Chanzi.
In a hurry, the Buddha Tathagata sent the three realms of Huimuguan, whose original origin was damaged, and saw that many immortals and gods in the heaven were blocked by Zhen Yuanzi, countless Buddhas in the underworld were shocked by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and the Peacock King Ming was fighting fiercely with Zen Master Wuchao. As for the other powerful people, they were blocked by Patriarch Subhuti.
"What a golden cicada... What a golden cicada..."
"I thought your delusions had disappeared more than five hundred years ago, but I didn't expect you to leave all your backs on the tenth reincarnation of the human race..."
However, just as Tang Sanzang paused and wanted to hear what else the Tathagata Buddha could tell about the Golden Cicada son, Tathagata Buddha's palm covered his knees, his fingers touched the ground, and formed a "demon-subduing seal".
For a moment, the entire Lingshan Mountain shook violently, and the billions of wishes completely burst out, erupting from Tang Sanzang's feet like a volcano erupting.
Unlike the previous true Buddhas such as the Tathagata Buddha mobilized some of them for their own use, this time, this infinite amount of vows burst out like a mountain collapse and a tsunami.
That is... I don’t know how many creatures have gathered, and how many years of vows have been accumulated. In other words, it contains the thoughts and vows of countless creatures.
Just the moment of contact, Tang Sanzang felt his mind blank.
Compared with the resentment caused by the massacre of millions of demon tides by Lingshan before, those resentment is nothing more than a stream, and this infinite amount of wishes is like a sea water coming back.
In less than a moment, Tang Sanzang's thought of self-determination was washed away and he didn't know what he was. In a daze, he only felt that he was one of these billions of thoughts, as if he had merged into the sea.
The individual's thoughts... are too small in front of hundreds of millions of thoughts.
Even if... no matter how firm the individual's mind is, it is just a drop of relatively pure and pure water for hundreds of millions of minds, but it is actually not worth mentioning.
With just one breath, Tang Sanzang's originally firm eyes slowly lowered, his eyelids drooped uncontrollably, and his soul was about to follow the flow of the waves and follow the hundreds of millions of thoughts.
"Brother of the Holy Monk! Brother of the Holy Monk! Brother of the Holy Monk!!!"
Among Tang Sanzang's soul, Ao Yu's soul was protected intact.
However, at this moment, no matter how anxious Ao Yu shouted, Tang Sanzang had no response at all, and could only watch as Tang Sanzang's soul was about to be slowly assimilated by billions of thoughts.
"When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practiced the deep Prajna Paramita, he saw that the five aggregates were empty and he could overcome all sufferings..."
Ao Yu, who kept roaring at Tang Sanzang's name, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed, but he subconsciously recited the Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita that Tang Sanzang would recite to him every night.
Ten years have passed, even though Ao Yu has never remembered it carefully, he can still recite it based on his instinct.
"Shariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, feeling, thinking, action and consciousness are also like this..."
Suddenly, Ao Yu seemed to see Tang Sanzang's soul gradually being assimilated and unresponsive, and immediately began to recite it carefully, chanting it in a tone exactly the same as Tang Sanzang's past.
"Shariputra is the empty appearance of all dharmas, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor clean, neither increasing nor decreasing..."
"Therefore, there is no color in the air, no feeling, thinking, action, consciousness, eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, mind, color, sound, smell, taste, touch, law, no eye, or even no consciousness..."
"There is no ignorance, no ignorance is over, and even no old age and death, no old age and death..."
Chapter completed!